aint being envy
chemical preoccupied
we let the light down
transient cough off
maternal disposition
no one to sneak from
sway of the chorus
crystalline holes in my hands
keep the doors for us
over the archway
pale photons trickle patterns
stare unerringly
reflected image
the minutes and the madness
people with questions
sprawled out in wonder
that talk meant a lot to me
laying on the ground
I think I believe
for lack of reason not to
it’s a funny thought
entertain-less doubt
between the places and times
sand sifts and drifts up
ink on the brain line
follicles regenerate
forces of sound daze
control twitches off
under appreciated
living in the first
I choke myself up
welcome back to 7th grade
not quite what I meant
glorified in mind
it really was a good time
1/3rd psychosis
stream of sustenance
retract my frozen tendrils
circles in her eyes
wasted it again
this box can be my portal
it was nice to hear
did you get my call
attempted telepathy
maybe if it stays
a double surprise
I got both your hidden notes
sharpest pain of joy
shine the listless shell
push your things toward fruition
scare the outsiders
my vague metaphors
will anyone spend the time
scanning the unclear
the notion of frown
coughing and staring at you
down around the town
gone and ruined lives
all these songs are dead to me
strength dissolves in salt
overloaded eyes
wasn’t supposed to happen
no one will be there
dreaded waking pains
crippling holes in my core
taunting dreams of light
it doesn’t make sense
I feel everything at once
clarity pictures
walking down the street
the arms intertwine away
tripping on the cracks
the moments of bliss
raising my standards higher
understanding talks
up until this point
everything was straight forward
an untrodden youth
inexperience
I have yet to learn coping
my age deceives me
hanging underneath
together we can fathom
endless emptiness
I’ll pretend you’re here
sitting by the windowsill
thinking on the train
sprinklers on my ear
caress of genuine pull
so many smiles
simplified further
walking ’round parking structures
sipping on pure joy
the ease of life’s blithe
crushing caps and writing ‘kus
island of sheen light
one under my belt
lack of physical presence
walk backwards on me
visual pleasure
ties to feelings you don’t feel
biological
musky glass bottle
the stars shouldn’t be alone
a network of strings
butcher paper scrawls
pathological networks
a note to yourself
a room full of thoughts
closest to the inside realm
mutual face glance
blank sleep around us
unity of the senses
the need for the new
boundless shell of life
exploration enshrouding
a sky in your mind
hands made of oil
blasted with radiation
heat the sleeping sack
I thought I’d forget
my wasted time turned to gold
both of you should know
my selfish action
I wish I could regret them
but they feel so great
all of the top three
in natural habitat
are golden and wet
liquid breezy things
the cleanest vision of eyes
small annoyances
the pleasure in time
it was never known til now
and still it’s fleeting
an obsolete feel
the first time in a long time
revisiting my head space
intertwining crust
rumble a clean one this time
relax a second
is growth even real
the relative perspective
constantly changing
never within reach
it will be what it wasn’t
we will never know
placidity tree
upward and outward in reach
dangling fractals
drag me round and round
in joyous nectar feeding
emotion response
there are certain thoughts
that penetrate thinking fields
flow around my brain
it’s good that I can’t
understanding alludes me
to sit and to smile
the dirt siblings sesh
shrapnel glitters in the sky
isolated snap
crawl all over me
disoriented pain sprawl
roll back down the hill
a thrashed up death vibe
audible trailer park hell
iodine handshake
seesaw buddy pack
chime in around noodle love
I see through your face
my tensed up brain wire
sends indescribable fear
preventing goods sent
intangible words
try and keep the sky open
I’ll invent my own
get a good result
substitute reality
everything you want
pearsonville raceway
meaningless satellite dish
morse code echos up
rewired synapse
punctured exoskeleton
thorax fluid leak
amber and sydney
your medical conditions
volcano wizard
everywhere you go
the problems will melt away
rainbow pool swim fest
mono lake’s on fire
drive forever together
coolest ten year old
don’t question your feels
retrospective obsession
fake constellations
rocks made of sponge dust
meursault’s murder holocaust
caught in the slip stream
pink bleach clouds churning
fire on the horizon
beta tendencies
the side of the road
a crater in the dust fields
pictures of the dead
roll with it sonny
lay down your favorite stuff bro
we can hang around
chill serious hard
think you gotta lax you mind
goals make it uptight
set your mind to it
don’t let your head ruin it
scribble your hopes down
tonight’s enigma
take a step back and get real
fill it to the brim
the chance to get dead
inappropriate response
I stare at the ground
then we get that far
all of everything in arms
lay down and think hard
a lifetime trade-off
spent physical for mental
the best decision
I couldn’t tell him
communication is hard
we’ll fix it in post
time melts everything
uncharacterizable
strangers passing by
live up to your words
embarrassed to be sorry
I guess we all are
this one’s straight to tape
public transit’s common eye
insanity creeps
where you want to go?
samplers on the closet’s shelf
washed all over her
backbone of deceit
evading lies of your life
always relevant
shrapnel scratched the brim
pray your mindset doesn’t change
hold heads of the edge
wobble graze meltdown
keep your hair wet when you’re down
rinse the speckles down
sun and photons keep
rotation among the stars
astral bodies laugh
imprint of the eyes
ill social preconceptions
natural order
fuck with the logic
invent a new way to die
vertical crawling
stay presentable
kick the shit into their face
communicate bold
hiss and crackles near
whatever matters to you
is all that is real
never leave my ears
we will collide with our flaws
my dreams and nightmares
air open your bad
car accident prediction
meet me at halfway
winners streak cut short
all the bragging rights revoked
are there hills to cruise
pitted stomach lurch
it truly is a sickness
free time lets it in